The trees stand tall upon the rising lands
Glorious in every way as they stand firm
Weathering the storms, winds and rain
Some survive - some so brittle they fall
The strongest ones thrive
Some fight for a chink of light
Smothered by the taller, fuller trees
They don’t give up though
They know, beyond the branches sheltering them, is life
They find their way amongst the maze of branches
Seeking out the sources they need to grow
They are not intimidated by those stronger trees
With determination and help from Mother Nature
They find the path to growth
Sound a bit like life?
The path we tread isn’t always easy to find or follow
But with faith, hope and determination you will find your way.
Joanne C Hicks Pembrokeshire Poet copyright ©️
4th June 2024
Author of Eloquent, a collection of poems, available on Amazon ❤️
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